In the Shuanglong Desert, before the four optimus pillars of light, the four people occupied four directions, separated by hundreds of feet, and were far apart!!

Dongfang is a person, in his forties, dressed in green clothes, fluttering like a fairy, the breath on his body is unpredictable, and at a glance, it makes people look like an ordinary person who has not practiced any martial arts.

But the strange thing is that although this middle-aged man can't see a trace of martial arts breath on his body, but around him, there is a mysterious aura, mysterious and mysterious, and between his eyebrows, there is a peerless majesty that can't be concealed, and every move of his body has burst out with a huge aura, as if as long as he is willing, between his thoughts, he will suppress all things in the world, and the eight desolations are like the universe!!

One person in the south is a middle-aged man in black armor, all over his body, the terrifying aura of the primeval wilderness erupted, and between his breaths, the terrifying power of destroying the mountains exploded, and his eyes were as barren as the primeval wilderness, as if as long as he looked at it more, he would be trapped in the primeval wilderness, and he would sink forever and could not extricate himself!!

A person in the West, dressed in white, his eyes are empty, his pupils contain the artistic conception of ten thousand swords returning to their ancestors, and the whole person is like a peerless sword out of the sheath, full of supreme domineering! Man is a sword, a sword is a man, and the sword is one, invincible!!

The last person in the north was an old man, in his sixties, dressed in a purple robe, with a slightly sallow complexion, and a shallow smile on his face!!

These four people are none other than the four Wuhou Realm ancestors of the four major sects of Seven Stars, Purple Spirit, Iron Sword, and Eight Desolations!!

"It's about to be January, I wonder how many junjie will be able to come back alive this time?" Looking up at the sky, the old man of the Purple Spirit Sect, Jiuling, narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was talking to himself.

"Hehe, it's good to be able to come back with 400 people this time." The Supreme Elder of the Eight Desolation Sword Hall smiled coldly, although after the unstoppable purge, there are very few real demons in the secret realm of demons, and now it is not even possible to find out a hundred demons in the future, but it does not mean that the danger in the secret realm is small, on the contrary, it has skyrocketed a lot, in the outside world, for the sake of their respective sects, the disciples of each sect often have restraint from each other, even if they fight, they are also restrained, and in the secret realm, it is very different, there are no restrictions, the children of the major sects, once they meet, it is often either you die or I die!!

Suddenly, the Absolute Sword True Person's gaze turned, and he said thoughtfully to the Qingyun Ancestor in the east, "Qingyun Old Man, this time your Seven Star Sect can come back alive, I'm afraid it won't be more than half !!of them."

Compared with the other three major sects, the Seven Star Sect, the former first sect in the west, has obviously declined a lot, like this young generation, the Iron Sword Sect has five giants, and there are even more gods and gods who are invincible and overwhelm the heroes, and the limelight is not the same for a while, although the Purple Spirit Sect and their Eight Desolation Sword Hall are almost, but the slaughter of the bloody hand people and the ruthlessness of the blood killing snow are all peerless demons second only to the gods, on the other hand, the Seven Star Sect, although there are also three giants Tianjiao, but the quality is really unsatisfactory, the strongest Tianlei Divine Sword Xiao Tian can be squeezed into the top ten of the young generation, the little evil king Dongfang Bai and the queen of the hundred flowers Situ Jing can be squeezed into the threshold of the young giants！！！

Not to mention that the Divine Sword of the First Demon of the Four Sects is unmatched, it is the second-level Giant Spirit God who slaughtered the Giant One Mountain, the Bloody Hand Man, and the Bloody Snow Ruthless, almost all of them have the power of one enemy and three enemies!!

"Absolute Sword Lao'er, if you say this now, it's probably too early to say it!!" said so, but Qingyun Ancestor's voice obviously gave people a sense of lack of confidence, in recent years, their Seven Star Sect has really declined, although Yang Fan's potential is against the sky, but the potential is only potential after all, not actual combat power!!

"It's okay if everyone else falls, Yang Fan kid must not have an accident!! I secretly prayed in my heart that other people, even if Xiao Tian, grew up in the end, that is, a martial ancestor, whether they could surpass him was a big unknown, but Yang Fan was different, the potential was deep, the talent was high, and they would never open the ancestor Seven Star Master again, even in this era of martial arts with scarce resources, at least it was a martial arts ancestor, and it was the hope of their Seven Star Sect in the future, as long as Yang Fan could grow up, the sect would return to its former glory and regain the position of the first sect in the west, just around the corner!!

"Old man Qingyun, don't talk about the others first, but Yang Fan, it's difficult!!" As if he had seen through what Qingyun Ancestor was thinking, the Heavenly Sword real person not far away smiled yin, and there was some yin and yang strange aura.

"Heavenly Sword Lao'er, what do you mean by this?" Qingyun Ancestor's face instantly turned cold, endless killing intent flashed in his eyes, and the air on all sides made a fluttering sound, as if he was trembling with fear, Yang Fan was the hope of their Seven Star Sect, the opportunity for them to rise, no matter who dared to hurt Yang Fan, that was the mortal enemy of their Seven Star Sect.

"Old man Qingyun, don't get excited, don't get excited, as the saying goes, God is jealous of talents, peerless demons like Yang Fan will be jealous !!" Heavenly Sword Zhenren chuckled, like he ordered, as long as the disciples of the Iron Sword Sect see Yang Fan, they will kill them, they can't say it clearly, some things can't be admitted even if they are killed, their four major sects, although they are constantly filthy, but on the surface, they are still amiable, and they don't really tear their faces, if he frankly says that he will reward Yang Fan for his head, then it will really be with the Seven Star Sect, although their Iron Sword Sect is the first sect in the new west, but the Seven Star Sect is the old first sect, even if it is declining now, its heritage should not be underestimated, the battle between the two sects is likely to be a lose-lose situation！！！

"You hum !!"

Glaring at the Heavenly Sword True Person, Qingyun Ancestor still forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart, although he knew that the Heavenly Sword True Person was very likely to give any order to deal with Yang Fan, but there was no evidence, he was not easy to attack, the Iron Sword Sect was not easy to provoke, and now it was even more stable against their Seven Star Sect, if it caused a sect war, then he would be the sinner of the sect.

"It's a pity! It's a pity!! "The Absolute Sword True Man and the Old Man of Jiuling, who were watching the excitement on the side, shook their heads secretly, why didn't these two people fight, if they could fight to the death, it would be even better, whether it was Qingyun Ancestor or Heavenly Sword Zhenren, they were the top powerhouses of their respective sects, once they were damaged here, it would definitely be a great loss for the Seven Star Sect and the Iron Sword Sect, and it would even be enough to shake the foundation of the two sects!!

The four major sects, on the surface, are harmonious, but inside they are full of competition, each of them wants to destroy the other in one fell swoop, dominate the western land of the dynasty, the greater the loss of the Seven Star Sect and the Iron Sword Sect, the greater their chances!!

"Whew!!"

At this moment, Dongfang Qinglong raised his head to the sky and let out a dragon groan, which shook the four wilds!!

The next moment

A cyan dragon-shaped token erupted from the green dragon's mouth, shooting towards the Qingyun Ancestor below.

Say it's too late, then it's too soon!!

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!"

The ancient green dragon that was hundreds of zhang long burst violently, turning into a cyan light cluster that was one foot high, falling from the sky, and faintly, a figure could be seen flickering within the light cluster!!

"It's out! One hundred and fifty-two twenty-eight is gone, how can this be! How can it be like this!!" Qingyun Ancestor's heart trembled, his face was full of disbelief, each light group represented one person, twenty-eight light clusters, which means that only twenty-eight people left the Demon Spirit Secret Realm alive, you must know that for more than two thousand years, at least once, there were nearly a hundred people, this time it was good, not even thirty people, and the mortality rate was almost eight and a half layers, which was really far beyond his bottom line.

"Yang Fan, you must not have anything, you must not have anything" Soon, a deep uneasiness swept through the heart of Qingyun Ancestor.

That's when it happened

Twenty-eight light clusters finally landed, revealing twenty-eight young men and women, twelve on the ground list, and sixteen on the human list!!

"No, no" and when he saw the twenty-eight young men and women clearly, Qingyun Ancestor shook his footsteps and almost fell to the ground, among the twenty-eight people, he did not find Yang Fan's figure, obviously he was more than lucky.

"It's all the fault of this seat, it's all the fault of this seat, knowing that they are thieves, why do you want Yang Fan to take risks, it's this seat that hurts him, it's this seat that hurts him."

The author Xiaoyao Huanyu said: There are still three flowers left, and there are enough flowers for twenty, brothers with flowers, don't be stingy with the flowers in your hands!!